The cold-faced young master Yin Hanzhou x the undisciplined master Ruan Wuyou
When we first saw it, it was the spring rain hitting the peach blossoms, revealing mottled spots. The seventh girl from the Mohist family, with a smile as bright as a flower, went to catch the kite falling on the branch.
"Brother Hanzhou~"
In the slave's exclamation, she jumped up, fell into his arms and fell into his heart.
They were like ordinary childhood sweethearts, boating in the middle of the lake, reciting poems and painting. He was not the powerful young master of the Northern Territory, and she was not the daughter of a merchant.
"Xiao Qi... I like you... I will marry you when you are old enough..."
"Ah? But... Brother Hanzhou, Xiaoqi is a boy. If you don't believe me, you can touch her."
After he revealed his feelings, he realized that the seventh girl of the Mo family was actually a boy, but he would not change his mind and would never change his vow.
Until the cavalry from the Northern Territory crushed Jiangnan's spring dream, and Mojiazhuang became a river of blood...
"Brother Hanzhou! The Zuihua Sword is broken... Xiaoqi doesn't want to be your bride!"
His nightmares in the middle of the night, with Mo Xiaoqi covered in blood, always frightened him. Looking at the fragments of the Drunken Flower Sword, the young man didn't know where his sweetheart was.
Until the reunion one hundred and eighty-eight years later, when he was the young master of the Northern Territory, he had forgotten his past and his name.
He had a new identity and name. He was the carefree and comfortable head of the Ruan family at the banquet. However, this comfort was finally broken with the coming of the north wind...
Concept: Identity is a shackle, memory is a cage.
In the chess game of power and the entanglement of emotions, everyone is looking for a way to escape their fate - whether it is remembering or forgetting.